Chapter 693

On my way to the breakroom, I casually asked a few coworkers, "Mr. Shane didn't come in today?"

They exchanged looks, barely holding back laughter. It only made me more curious. "What's the deal? Something happen to him?"

"He got scratched up!" one finally blurted.

"His girlfriend probably did it," someone else chimed in.

"Who knew she had claws like that?"

"Yeah, well, he was at a nightclub. Honestly, if I were her, I'd scratch him up too."

The chatter snowballed from there, painting a pretty clear picture: Ron wasn't in because he had a visible scratch on his face and was too embarrassed to show up.

When I got back to my desk, I couldn't resist giving him a call. Not to poke fun-just, you know, check in. After all, he'd always been nice to me.

The moment he picked up, Ron didn't even give me a chance to say hi. "Don't listen to the nonsense those gossiping hens at the office are saying. None of it's true."

dog barks first. I played dumb. "Huh? What are you even

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a pause. "Wait, didn't you go to the office

just like that, he launched into a dramatic retelling of the exact story the office had already spilled. By the end, he dropped the ultimate punchline: "You know

storm cloud hanging over my mood. I couldn't resist poking him. "Oh?

laughing. "But only for

jolt, but Ron didn't mean anything by it-it was just the guy's charm setting unreal

for him what he'd just said. "Oh,

did you go

said without hesitation. Then he stopped, like he'd

guessed he'd

Isn't it where

she still flipped out. Maybe because I came home late? I don't know. You women -always overthinking. Something totally innocent gets

woman on the planet with that

know, scratching you?" I asked, trying to keep the laugh out

erin bad mad?ch,

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